“You know who I am, and what brings me here. I am the Director. I am death.” [USERNAME REDACTED] Director of the Imperial Security Bureau Lethal and methodical Intelligent and charming FC: Christian Bale Ships with chemistry #SWRP #StarWarsRP

||: An Imperial High Command GC would be lovely. Hah!

||: So this, this is perfection. 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙑𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

“They fight for you. You have freedoms and peace because of them. Help them! Enlist today.”

||: Trapped, maybe running low on supplies. Let the anger and frustration build between them! Haha!

||: When they finally catch him, Tarkin rips out his eyes and feeds the rest of him to a pack of Bog Rats.

“They are scum and villainy. Bought and paid for by the Hutts! Do you wish to be under the thumb of these disgusting creatures? Spreading their criminality and bringing nothing but harm wherever they go?”

The soldiers, officers and troopers all think it was Vader that blinded the man - Tarkin simply washes his hands and watches with a satisfied grin.

Like a bachelor party but with gore… wait! Was it Tarkin’s bachelor party!?

// We are gonna need Imperials. This Republic will finally make the transition soon. Please inquire with Grand Moff Tarkin. or your Imperial postings. -Chancellor Palpatine

||: The first one is a Simpsons reference.

Palpatine releases hold of Vader dropping him like a toy. "Very well, you want to know what's going on? You want to see this weapon yourself? Then you shall be placed under the command of Grand Moff Tarkin. to oversee the construction of the weapon. This is not for debate Vader."

The air is still, there is no sound. Tarkin was on leave for the day, down in the jungles of Kashyyyk, hidden deep amongst the trees with a rifle in his hand. Sights on prey. With a deep breath he took his shot.

“Have you ever had the pleasure of hunting a Wookiee? I must say, I see why the lizard folk do it. Quite the game…”

𝕴𝖓 𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖚𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞, 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖊𝖕𝖚𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖈 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝕲𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝕰𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊! 𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝕰𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊, 𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝕰𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖗!

Hurray for OUR NEW EMPIRE. HURRAY FOR THE EMPEROR. May he live prosperous, and senatorial! Curfew shall be temporarily implemented to maintain order and quell potential rebellion. -Imperial Broadcasting Bureau #EmperorPalpatine #Palpatine #GalacticEmpire

LOOK: Admiral Grand Moff Tarkin. has been sent by The Emperor to the Clone Facility in the system of Kamino. The Admiral's mission is to terminate all current Clone productions for the Republic which has been now preceded by the Empire who has no existing contracts. -IBB

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As machines work on building him back up after a session in the bacta tank he thinks of Obi-Wan and Palpatine. With great focus, he allows for his hatred to overwhelm him, to crash onto him like a thousand suns. He lets the anger and hate flow through him and he swears vengeance.

He used to think about it, back in the early days of the Empire. He used to think about it a lot… Finding Kenobi and begging forgiveness… But now, now it it is far too late for that. His hatred and anger have consumed him. Be bends the Force to HIS will now. Kenobi must die.